Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Cambodia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Lucky Dragons to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tres Demented,
Rufus Thomas,
10cc,
Procol Harum,
Eurythmics,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Spandau Ballet,
Banda Bassotti,
Ohio Players,
Index,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boredoms,
The Fortunes,
Joey Negro,
Fugazi,
Minnie Riperton,
Cybotron,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Star Department,
John Lydon,
The Cure,
Minor Threat,
Carl Craig,
Symarip,
The Remains,
Au Pairs,
DNA,
Slick Rick,
Public Enemy,
Lucky Dragons,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
Scott Walker,
The Barracudas,
Roxette,
Tears for Fears,
Sarah Menescal,
L. Decosne,
Lindisfarne,
Nirvana,
Funky Four + One,
Delta 5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sun City Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
New York Dolls,
Lou Reed,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harmonia,
Susan Cadogan,
The Angels of Light,
Bill Wells,
Erasure,
Animal Collective,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.